Chapter 13 (Memento Mori) Part 2

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Part two, Please enjoy and feel free to leave feedback.


The light passed the edge of the rock, turning it into slag in the process. The scene from when the ant first appeared passed through my mind. This was that level of power. The kind I had been dreading until now. Standing in front of the ant I felt the irrepressible fear of death creep into me, I felt entirely powerless in front of this thing, even my desperate attacks were quickly repaired, what hope did I have to survive this?!

The moment the blast hit me, it felt like my whole body was going to break. The heat burnt my skin, causing pain to flood my brain. Every part of me was straining under the pressure, on the verge of being torn apart by it. This feeling only lasted for a moment before a loud snap sounded out, and it was replaced by the rushing of air as I was dashed along the ground.


The burning heat of the laser shocked me back to my senses. I thought I had done a pretty good job so far of dodging the attacks, but it looked like I might have finally run out of luck. Throwing my body to the side, I tried to ignore the burning pain and the feeling of loss on my right arm as I ran with all my might, trying to avoid further attacks, luckily the shield had saved me from death, but as it hung loosely around my limp arm, the imposing metal shattered and burnt I knew it would be no further use to me.

The room was sealed from all directions; there was no escape. But it didn't matter. I had to escape somehow. I had to survive. That was it. Those thoughts kept rushing through my mind: survival, to live. The fear of death was all that kept me moving.

I dared not look over at my arm as the heat of another blast rocked my body. This one had grazed my leg, bringing another instance of searing heat into my brain. I held myself back from screaming in pain as I just kept moving. My eyes registered that I was soon coming to a dead end, a place blocked by fallen rubble, but I didn't change any actions. My mind no longer held the sense to change, to do anything but run.

Suddenly, as I ran, I felt one of my feet give way as my strength fell away from me, sending me in a tumble to the stone floor. Looking down, my heel had been burnt badly by the lazar. I quickly looked away as I suppressed the urge to vomit at the sight. Strangely, I felt no pain. I was surprised the injury was so comparatively minor to the power displayed by the beam only moments before, I think the thing must have been hastily charged to fire so soon after the last.


Looking up, I saw it charging up another beam, making a bright illumination across the cave. I wanted to curse that it was unfair to spam these types of attacks!

Shielding my eyes as I dragged my body out of the way, just barely managing to move myself enough so that it only grazed the side of my chest. I guess I had really made it mad before, with how frantically it was firing off beams now. Looking down, I saw that my tattered armor had just barely managed to withstand the hastily changed laser, but the heat of it still had managed to char most of the afflicted spot, most likely my skin included.

Bending my head over, my brain throbbed with fear and hate for the being in front of me. The creature seemed to toy with me as it approached slowly, its glossy, unfocused eyes not even looking at me. Trying to at least raise my sword, I suddenly felt another series of stinging pains across my body as the strange glass-like strands wrapped around my hands and whipped at my face. I wasn't able to dodge any of the attacks as I felt them slash across my face, causing one of my eyes to be covered with the hot flowing blood from the wound. Collapsing back to the ground, I desperately shielded my face from the continued assault by the wire-like threads from the ants, which led my arms to slowly be shredded. Each second felt like an eternity as I waited for the final blow that would take my life. I sort of was curious how it would feel to die for a second time. Would I get a chance to meet that crappy goddess again, I wondered, or maybe it'd just go black like I always thought it would? I guess I should be a bit happy at least I got a second chance, maybe it was more than I deserved anyway.

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